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| Logain Van Desil |
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Werewolf
 
Group: Resident(s)
Posts: 36
Member No.: 7
Joined: 20-February 05

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(('tis harder with more than one person,))
Logain glanced upwards. “No. When I’m trailing, means I’m at the Cathedral waiting until I’m not a Were-wolf anymore. ‘trailing’ is just a cover.” He said, looking up at the window. Would he be able to get out that way? Aylis broke in on his train of thought. “Well, we’re going to have to get out soon. With all of us in here the alarms must be sounding in the camp. Logain, I’ll help you out of the window. I’ll go through the main hallway to tell them Logain’s out hunting for any survivors. “Technically, I should be placing you under arrest for being demonic, but since Logain and I owe you one, we won’t.” She nodded and picked up a chair, setting it under the window. Logain assisted by dragging a huge table to under the window sill. “What do we do with the Servitor’s bodies?” asked Logain, and Aylis shrugged. “They were Dark-friends. Burn ‘em.”
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Night falls and I fall, Will anyone see the dawn? The moon rises and I call, A body lies on the smooth lawn.
I hunt the cursed, And deny the guilt, Knowing I am the same, As those that lie at my feet.
Silver crosses ‘round my neck, Burning but keeping me sane, I hope.
The graves I have dug, For family and friends, The pyres I have built, For witches and Heretics.
I am a Were-wolf, Don’t I deserve to die, too? Yes. I just don’t know it yet.
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| lostinms |
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Wolf demon
 
Group: Resident(s)
Posts: 30
Member No.: 10
Joined: 22-February 05

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((Sry.I usually post longer but school kinda drained me.I'll try to make this post as long as I can.))
Tsuki frowned at the woman's words.She layed her black ears down at the thought of being at the cathedral also.She disliked churches and the way people always went to them to pray.'Stupid creatures,"Tsuki thought,'Going to some sacred building just to pray for hope.Feh you'd think they'd of learned by know that theres no such thing as hope.If there is then it doesn't show itself to me.''She walked over and helped Logain move the table grunting a bit.Once it had been moved she hopped on top of it.Tsuki grabed hold of the window sill and pulled herself up.Once she had seated herself on the ledge with her paws dangling over the edge she held her paw down to help Logain up.She was still thinking about the cathedral still.It would never let her set a paw near or in it at all.'I'll have to grab my artpad and pencil from the roof before I leave,'Tsuki reminded herself in her head.The tips of her snow white tails hung off the oppisite edge of the sill gently ruffling in the night wind.The light blueish moon glittered in the moonlight slightly as it took in the moon rays.
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Every light has a bit of darkness... Every darkness has a bit of light...
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| Logain Van Desil |
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Werewolf
 
Group: Resident(s)
Posts: 36
Member No.: 7
Joined: 20-February 05

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Logain disdained the Demon’s help, pulling himself up onto the ledge. Aylis peeked out the door. “Holy mother of light, hurry! They’re coming!” Logain jumped from the sill onto the ground, fangs bared and ears back. He was now round the back of the compound, in the harsh strophe lighting. He glanced around, then set off away from the building at a rapid lope. He could already hear forces clattering into T-chamber 13b, and he put on a bust of sped, clearing the camp’s outer rings and disappearing into the deep night.
“Captain! Captain!” yelled sergeant Lachworth, rushing through the guardhouse. “A were-wolf just left T-chamber 13b via the window, sir!” he answered when the Captain asked him what the commotion was about. “A were-wolf? Nonsense – we haven’t had a were-wolf here in years!” exclaimed the captain. Lachworth nodded, “Yes, that’s what made me come – the were-wolf, sir,” He stopped, and bowed his head. “It was wearing Hunter Van Desil’s silver crosses.”
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Night falls and I fall, Will anyone see the dawn? The moon rises and I call, A body lies on the smooth lawn.
I hunt the cursed, And deny the guilt, Knowing I am the same, As those that lie at my feet.
Silver crosses ‘round my neck, Burning but keeping me sane, I hope.
The graves I have dug, For family and friends, The pyres I have built, For witches and Heretics.
I am a Were-wolf, Don’t I deserve to die, too? Yes. I just don’t know it yet.
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| lostinms |
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Wolf demon
 
Group: Resident(s)
Posts: 30
Member No.: 10
Joined: 22-February 05

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Tsuki wincedas she heard this.She had managed to hide herself away in a shadow of the sill.She swallowed hard watching the men begin thier search of the area.Tsuki's breathing was shallow as she waited for the two men to leave.They finally did and she let a breath of releif out.She came out of the shadow and steallthily started to climbed to the roof of the building.'That human is about to get himself killed,'she thought,'Stupid moron could have just climbed onto the roof and I wonder why he doesn't like demons and werewlves and things like that?Afterall he is a werewolf himself.'Tsuki pulled herself up onto the roof her paws making a soft pit-pat as she moved to a small light blue cloth bag with a shoulder strap.She picked it up and slid it onto her shoulder checking to make sure she found her art pad and pencil in it.When Tsuki was sure that they were in there.she hopped of the building carful to keep her lobes perked for the sound of soldiers.She started to trot in the direction the werewolf had left in.She didn't understand why but she felt the erge to watch and study the werewolf like she did when she watched children play in the villages she passed through.
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Every light has a bit of darkness... Every darkness has a bit of light...
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